Animal House
Diggs and his twin Dirt bag
Occupied the porch at the house
Next door on Columbia Avenue.
They were Belushi style frat boys
Jock strap softball pants
Matching cowboy hats
They drank bottled Budweiser only
As they were connoisseurs
Of the domestic hops market.
There was a popular gay bar
Just beyond the rat houses
On the far side of Columbia
And it was their sport
On spring Saturdays
To jeer the drag queen weddings
Hurling extraordinary insults
They were after all business majors
And infield chatterers deluxe
I listened from my depression era porch
The Riverside Shakespeare in lap
A big bottle of black caffeine capsules
Nearby me Lord when I heard
The voice of one of my English profs
From beneath an elegant bridal veil—
Oh you boys! Oh you boys!
A hundred yards away
The nasty Tar River
Floated the latest suicide
Past May’s Beach and the sand pits
Toward the Pamlico Sound.
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